People are beautiful

Author: Duo Duo Dance

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Wei Jiao's last life: a noble daughter of the down-and-out clan before marriage, a noble lady with no favor and no love after marriage, she failed to warm her husband's heart for ten years, it turned out that he was not born with a heart of stone, but someone in his heart for a long time.

Wei Ji felt bored, you said it earlier, she was blind for ten years. Just when she decided that she wanted to live as she wanted in the future, she suddenly encountered a catastrophe and died.

In order to avoid this marriage, she put on men's clothes and replaced the identity of her deceased brother, planning to give up her daughter's feelings and contribute to the revitalization of the family, etc., why are everyone around her like broken sleeves?

Male protagonist: I have three provinces and my body, and I see that my virtuous brother is upset? Am I a broken sleeve? What should I do?

Warning, warning, warning (important here, please read before reading the article)

1. If you care about C or not, hurry up and escape.

2, the author of the earth dog, the style of writing is ancient. The female protagonist of this article is a heartthrob, the male protagonist is a sea king in the early stage, and a loyal dog in the later stage. Those who don't like it quickly close the text and escape.

3, imitation Jin, can't stand the test, those who care quickly Guan Wen escaped.

4, Su and the dog's blood flew together, and the unwell quickly escaped with Guan Wen.

As the saying goes, beauty is like jade, and the son is unique

Content tags: cloth life rebirth woman disguised as a man Shuangwen drama paper man

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wei Cong (Wei Zhao) ┃ Supporting role: Huan Qi (Wei Zhao), those suspected broken sleeves ┃ Others: "The Paper Man in the Infinite World is Alive" has ended

One sentence introduction: After being reborn, change the track and dress up as a man

Idea: I was unsatisfactory in my previous life, and I will change my starting line in this life

Chapter 1: Unwillingness

The night is low, the crescent moon rises in the east, and the candles in the main hall of the Sanyuan Temple are like beans.

Bao Lu, the servant of the Xie family, slowly walked into the hall with an oil lamp in her hand and looked at the woman sitting in front of the confession. It was a beauty, twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a narrow rushan on the top, a folded skirt that dragged the floor, she sat crookedly on the futon, to say that it was not respectful, only raised her head slightly, and looked up at the statue of Zhang Tianshi after the confession.

Bao Lu said: "Lady, it's late at night, the room has been cleaned up, go back and rest as soon as possible." ”

Wei Ji turned her face sideways, her muscles were like snow, her mane was like a pile of crows, and her beautiful appearance made the hall seem to be lit up under the dim light. There are no other ornaments on her body, and there is an orange autumn chrysanthemum on her hair bun, which is folded in the morning, and the flowers are tired and sparse at the moment, but there is still a little charm on the woman's hair.

Wei Ji sat up straight and was just about to get up, but the soreness in her calves that had been pressed for a long time made her sit back again, and Baolu hurriedly came to help. When her hand touched the wrist bone under her sleeve, she was sour, and she persuaded: "Lady take care of your body." ”

After Wei Ji stood up, she took off a circle of jade beads from her wrist, supported it with both hands, and respectfully placed it on the confession case.

Bao Lu was surprised, "The lady loves this thing the most, how did she make an offering"

The quality of the jade bead is average, it is nothing in the top gate valve like the Xie family, Wei Ji wears it day and night and refuses to leave, and cherishes it very much, but tonight it is unusual, and the jade bead is put on the confession case. Nowadays, Taoism is prosperous, many scholars believe in the way of the Heavenly Master, and the Xie family is no exception. According to the rules of the Heavenly Master's Dao, putting the confession is an offering, and it cannot be taken back, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful.

Wei Jiao's fingers gently stroked the jade beads, "This is the string of beads left to me by my mother, and now the three-year filial piety period has expired, worship the heavenly master, and ask for a stable future for my mother." ”

Baolu said: "The lady's filial piety can also be known by Mrs. Wei's spring." ”

Wei Ji shook her head slightly, her eyelashes drooping, making it difficult to see her face.

The wind outside is like a complaint, gently knocking on the window.

Bao Lu was about to help Wei Ji back to the room, only to hear her ask softly: "Do you believe what the Lord said during the day?"

Baolu said without hesitation: "Servant letter." She glanced at the confession, "The lady made a wish, and the maid just heard that Lang Jun is going to arrive tomorrow......"

Xie Langjun Xie Xuan, a rare Pianpian Langjun in the world, is famous all over the world and is known to everyone.

Jiangzuo Gaomen like Xie Shi have outstanding children in all dynasties, Xie Xuan is the leader of this generation, he is already in a high position when he is less than thirty years old, and he is a minister and is deeply trusted by the Son of Heaven.

Baolu, as the maid of the Xie family, mentioned Xie Xuan's tone a little higher, and she looked honored. But after she finished speaking, she saw Wei Ji's cold expression in a blink of an eye, and her heart chuckled.

"Lady......" Bao Lu snorted, trying to persuade something, but felt that there was no way to talk about it. Secretly glanced at Wei Ji, and wondered in his heart, why Lang Jun was not moved at all by such a rare beauty in the world, the husband and wife have been married since they were young until now, but they are not much better than strangers.

Wei Xuan's face was expressionless, and when she heard the news that Xie Xuan was coming tomorrow, she even twisted her brows, faintly revealing impatience.

I used to know the news of him, but that feeling has long been worn out over the years, and now it is difficult to make a ripple in my heart when I hear his name.

It is supposed to be the most intimate connection in this world, why did it come to this point?

Wei Ji lowered her eyes slightly, remembering the days when she first married into the Xie family.

Xie Xuanmei's tone of words, Fengyi, is also outstanding among the disciples of the high sect, and she is the person she entrusts her life, how can she not be tempted. The Xie family is not as good as the Wei family, and the main house in Huiji is prosperous, like an old tree with intertwined roots. She is a high-married, newcomer, the eyes of the prominent people of the Xie family are above the top, and I don't know how many people despise her. Wei Ji has no close people except for the maid who is married, and she has nowhere to confide in her grievances, and she doesn't know how many times she secretly shed tears behind her back.

In her eyes, Xie Xuan was a gentleman like Zhilan Yushu, who was not familiar with popular affairs, so he never mentioned it to him. Moreover, since getting married, Xie Xuan's attitude is not salty or light, and the two get along like strangers living in the same room. She felt that although he was near, he still seemed to be far away.

This is not a delusion, shortly after the marriage, Xie Xuan received a call from the imperial court. Before he reached the weak crown, he had already been rated as a third-grade according to the nine-grade Zhongzheng system, and it was normal for him to be recruited into the office. The first two times were rejected by him, but this time Xie Xuan decided to answer the call to Jiankang. Wei Ji was also secretly happy, and only looked forward to following him to leave the master's house to live a simpler life.

Xie Xuan told her that he would go to Jiankang alone and let her stay in Huiji to take care of her mother's people.

Wei Ji's heart was half cold, and she begged him weakly for the first time, saying that she wanted to go to Jiankang with him.

Xie Xuan said: "I have just arrived, the situation between the DPRK and China is treacherous and changeable, I am afraid that I have no intention of taking care of my family, you should stay at home with peace of mind and wait for my news." ”

He looked gentle, but his decision could not be changed.

That's three years. Wei Ji sent him a letter every month, informing him of family affairs, and also boldly revealing his heart and confiding his thoughts. Xie Xuan replied to very few people, and the words in the letters were plain, and there was never a word of concern. Wei Ji is not a fool, how can she not understand that Xie Xuan is not merciful to her.

At that time, she was still young, and thought that this was due to the short time they had been together, and that as long as she was considerate and caring, she would one day soften him. The so-called sincerity, the gold and stone are open, and Xie Xuan cannot be the iron heart that pops out of the cracks of the stone.

It's a pity that she insisted on it for several years, but it became a joke for Xie.

Xie Xuan also returned home several times. Wei Ji is always gentle and considerate, and never shows the slightest resentment.

That time Xie Xuan came back, this was the sixth year of the two getting married, and Wei Ji heard the discussion of the Xie family's daughters under the corridor.

"You see that she has been dressed up like a butterfly in flowers for the past two days, for fear that others will not know that she is Mrs. Xie Xuan."

Someone next to her sneered, "No matter how she shows, she is like a shoehorn in Lang Jun's eyes." ”

Wei Ji is not a character to be kneaded, but at this moment, it seems that the most secret and shameful cloth in her heart has been pierced, and in addition to her anger, her heart is indeed full of grievances and chills. She stood under the tree and let the tears run down her face. I don't know how long it took, but she suddenly caught a glimpse of Xie Xuan standing beside the rockery not far away. Looking up, Xie Xuanjun is outstanding, and he has experienced officialdom and is full of nobility. He gave her a faint look and turned to leave.

Wei Ji can't remember the mood of that day, whether she was ashamed or cold to the extreme.

It's just that at that time, she completely understood that Xie Langjun's heart might really be made of jade, and it was cold and frozen.

She no longer has the same enthusiasm for covering hot stones, and her family letter is still the same, but she no longer has poured out her heart in the past, just like a routine official document. After another year, Wei Ji heard that there was a locust plague near Jiangxia and that there were homeless people in rebellion, and she couldn't help but worry about her mother. Since her marriage, her mother has lived in isolation from the family, far from the clan, and only a few old servants take care of her.

Jiangxia Huiji was thousands of miles away, she was worried, and wrote a letter to Xie Xuan to contact the Jiangxia official family and take more care of her mother. The letter has been out for more than a month, and I have not received a reply. Wei Ji received a report from the clansmen that her mother's old house was occupied by displaced people, and she was accidentally injured and died in the chaos.

Her eyes went dark, she fainted, and then she had a serious illness and lingered on the bed for half a year.

No one knew that her heart was dead, and she had no hope.

Xie Xuan came back from Jiankang once, and brought a small servant with him, saying that he put the letter aside because of his unauthorized advocacy, which delayed the big thing.

Wei Jiao's dark eyes turned around the little guy, and she only said lightly, "Then let's be executed." ”

Xie Xuan was stunned, and looked at her as if he had never known her, "Although he made a big mistake, he didn't know the content of the letter beforehand, and he didn't mean it, and he didn't commit a crime to death." ”

Wei Ji smiled coldly and didn't say anything more.

She has seen through him, and he is worthy of being a rookie of the Xie family, gentle and tolerant to the clansmen, but extremely cold to those who don't care. She happened to be the one he didn't care about, and the little guy was still surnamed Xie.

Half a month later, the little guy died in a street dispute, and was stabbed several times by a drunk, and half of the street was stained red with blood.

At this time, Xie Xuan had not returned to Jiankang, so he hurried to the backyard with a cold expression, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wei Xuan bowing his head and stroking a string of jade beads. It was sent by the Wei family from Jiangxia, saying that it was the relics of Mrs. Wei.

Wei Ji looked at him.

Her complexion was cold, her eyebrows were faintly tired, and there was a chill like a sharp blade.

The two were only a few steps apart, but they seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains.

Xie Xuan returned to Jiankang. Wei Ji didn't even bother to write any more letters to her home, and sometimes invited women who knew each other, or drank on the road, or played string songs, and enjoyed the wanton pleasure that a woman of the Gaomen clan should have.

Not long ago, the maid at home sorted out the old books and picked out the lone book that Xie Xuan specially mentioned to prevent moths from drying. There was a book that was shaken down in the courtyard, and the paper paper in it happened to float at Wei Ji's feet, she bent down to pick it up, and there was a string of juanxiu handwriting on the paper, and there was Xie Xuan's own inscription below.

"The moon rises brightly, the best people are embarrassed, Shu is entangled, and the heart is quiet."

The maidservants looked at each other, at a loss.

It turned out that this was the root of Xie Xuan's ruthlessness, and he already had a place in his heart. Wei Ji sneered, threw the paper away, and walked away.

He was ruthless, and neither did she. At this time, all she had in her heart was to sincerely worship the Heavenly Master, not for others, but for her mother to seek a stable afterlife.

The candles in the hall flickered.

Bao Lu was stirred by the wind that blew into the crack of the door.

Wei Ji looked up at the statue of Heavenly Master Zhang, and the green smoke from the oil lamp slowly floated up and floated in front of the statue's face, blurring the majesty between the eyebrows and eyes of the Heavenly Master, but it looked like there were two points of kindness. He looked down, his gaze far away.

Wei Ji was in a trance, as if a mysterious voice came from eternity.

"What do you want?"

Wei Jiao's silent and bitter heart throbbed slightly.

"I'm unwilling."

The voice was silent, as if waiting.

Wei Jiao's eyes flashed with a layer of wetness, she no longer had close relatives, no relatives, no people who really missed her.

No one cares about her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and her loneliness is like dust.

"I'm not reconciled to such a life."

The author has something to say:

It's been a long time since I've written ancient sayings, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it

The beginning of rebirth may be a bit cheesy, no way, who made me the author of the earth dog By the way, this article has a label, and I haven't found one that can be marked after looking for a long time, that is, "forcible seizure"

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